Witcher's Atelier

Due to the limitations of intelligence collection and transmission, the scene of medieval wars is often shrouded in the fog of war; this means that the two warring parties are actually blind, and no one knows the opponent's true trump card or support potential; so they can only make mistakes in the process of fighting until the party with fewer mistakes wins the final victory.

By extension, the "Kaer Morhen Alliance" and the "Wild Hunt" that are currently fighting are roughly the same.

Standing on the city wall, Victor, through his past life memories and referring to the tragic destruction of Heselton Village, is convinced that the Wild Hunt can use the "white frost" that was originally a natural disaster as an offensive weapon.

However, he does not know when the cold wave will hit, nor does he know how many troops the other side has in total, and he cannot predict how long the enemy's attack will last...

This makes Victor very upset.

Although it can be inferred from local historical records that this group of foreign elves never appear during the day in order to maintain the mysterious and strange image of the "Wild Hunt" in the eyes of the world, it is hard to say whether the Wild Hunt King Eredin's desire for Ciri will make them choose to break the rules this time.

If the enemy hasn't retreated by dawn, the vital lifeline of the team may be in trouble - the shield supported by Yennefer is not permanent.

Although the magic node sculpture provided by herself can greatly reduce her spellcasting burden, the human body is not a perpetual motion machine after all.

If the sorceress can't hold on, the shield shrinks and collapses, and the enemy's portal can immediately open directly into the fortress; at that time, facing the overwhelming number gap, the Kaer Morhen coalition will be very uncomfortable and will be exposed to the threat of white frost.

The key point with a high probability of causing an instant collapse depends on the protection of the fog of war, and the opponent cannot know it out of thin air...

Calculate your own side first and then the enemy.

The seemingly endless Wild Hunt is actually bound to be restricted by objective conditions.

First of all, the elves have always been short-term assaults and never stay in one place for too long, because if they really fight head-on, they can't outstrip humans, and their terrifying image will be shattered.

Furthermore, although their troops were larger than those of Kaer Morhen, the seemingly endless bombs in the jungle must have put heavy pressure on the elves. It was okay if they fell in close combat, but the one-sided bombing was extremely demoralizing.

In addition, the protective shield covering the entire fortress meant that the defenders had already prepared for their main offensive methods, and it was doubtful whether the activation of "White Frost" would work.

Based on the above judgments, Victor believed that the Wild Hunt could not continue to confront Kaer Morhen, and would definitely be unable to hold back.

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Sure enough, half an hour later, seeing that the protective shield was still standing without any signs of exhaustion, the Wild Hunt, who believed that they had no capital to delay time, attacked again.

This time, they no longer used the tactic of adding fuel in waves, but directly divided more than a hundred soldiers into five groups. Under the leadership of the team leader, they ignored the interference of fireballs or bombs and advanced rapidly despite the bombing.

Their action was aimed directly at the castle.

Judging from the objective situation, the Wild Hunt commander's order cannot be said to be wrong. Indeed, as long as they can invade the castle center and destroy the protective shield, the ambush area in the forest will immediately lose its meaning.

But this choice is in line with the expectations of the people in Kaer Morhen for a quick victory. It will cause great casualties in a short time and force the Wild Hunt to withdraw!

Of course, this kind of operation is not without risks. At least now there will be more enemies approaching the city wall. They must be blocked outside and Yennefer on the high platform must not be harassed.

The brave will win when they meet on a narrow road...

No matter how much calculations are made, there are always some things that can only be known after fighting.

After confirming the number of enemies approaching, he nodded to Angouleme with his side face, and the girl nodded and took the lead to press the sword and leave.

Then Victor pulled out the indestructible lake light named "Arondette" given by the fairy in the lake, and the sword body was shining.

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The instant light cuts the darkness, and the brightness breaks the dark night!

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The sword body is shining, and the armor-piercing sharpness named "Jiweier" is being held in the hands of her master Ciri.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the dark sky. The girl left the room and ran up the city wall with brisk steps. She met Vesemir at the corner. He had just kicked a Wild Hunt soldier down to the city.

When the old witcher saw Ciri appearing here, his expression was angry and funny, "Child! You should stay in the castle."

"Master, I can't hide forever, I have to face them!" While saying this, Swift waved Genevieve and emphasized her determination.

"Go back inside immediately!"

"No, my relatives need me. I noticed that Geralt sent a signal from the woods just now, but Triss didn't cast magic!"

"...", hesitantly noticed that another Wild Hunt soldier was approaching, Vesemir waved his hand to let the girl leave, "Damn it! Go find her!"

After getting the consent, Ciri smiled sweetly and immediately ran to the battlement where Triss was, but she had to slow down because the road was blocked after running not far.

What blocked her way was the "Wild Hunt Hound" - a strange elemental creature, covered with magic ice crystals, with a keen sense of smell, running around its master like a hungry wild dog, and attacking anything it encounters.

Not only do they use their claws and fangs to tear the knocked-down enemies into pieces, they can also manipulate the cold air through instinct, freeze the surrounding ground, and create sharp ice cones to kill.

Looking far away, the situation is clear at a glance. The sorceress on the battlement is being entangled by several soldiers and hounds. No wonder she can't support the bombing outside the city.

"Hold on, Triss!" Ciri shouted loudly.

With a shield in her left hand and a fireball in her right hand, the sorceress raised her voice and responded, "Dear!? Why are you here? Go back quickly, it's dangerous here!"

"It's indeed dangerous, but I refuse to go back! Geralt has sent a signal, he needs your support, and you need my help!"

Before she finished speaking, she had already fought her way into the encirclement, the cold light of the steel sword in her hand flickered, and she began to relieve the pressure on Triss.

She was not reckless in daring to do this.

If it were an ordinary human soldier, it would not be easy to defeat the heavily armored Wild Hunt or the hound covered with ice crystals, but for Ciri, the "Young Lion of Cintra", these two were really not difficult opponents.

As Geralt's adopted daughter, she received a full set of professional training as a witcher in her childhood. She did not miss any of the killer roads that Victor ran and the wooden stakes that he practiced on. The experience of wandering in time and space and wandering in various realms over the years has turned these accumulations into combat power.

In addition, the blood of the elders flowing in her body - the wild source warlocks naturally have magic, which gives her a unique ability: "Flash", and it is a flash with extremely low consumption. She can cast void walking continuously over a short distance, appearing in the enemy's blind spot at all times.

Applying this ability, without being blocked by other off-field factors, Ciri's fighting style is completely like that of a plug-in player - as graceful as a startled swan and as graceful as a swimming dragon.

Ordinary wild hunt soldiers or hounds can't really stop her backstab at all, and they fall to the sharpness of Ji Wei Ai'er in a blink of an eye.

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After a few dozen seconds, Triss, who was relieved of her worries, re-concentrated and chanted the spell under Ciri's protection, "Ignis elementum densatur in manu mea arcus oscillatione sequi ducatur fan rubro perfecta figura; - The flamma de choris fan!"

The fireballs that had been silent for a while washed the ground and began to bombard the forest and cause casualties again.

Unfortunately, the "balance" that was tilted due to the short-term vacuum of firepower did not recover.

Not long after, a bunch of red fireworks suddenly shot up into the sky, bringing a bad signal, which meant that the attack group was beginning to retreat and return to the castle to consolidate its defense.

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